Umber (31.5 — Alice’s Story)
June 14, 2012 § 2 Comments
We talked a bit more, though I could hear impatient noises coming from Alice’s coffin.
“Uh, Vera, someone else wants to talk with you,” I began.
“Yes, but please wait just a minute. Even though I only just found out your name, I already think of you as a friend, after our long conversation the other day. I guess it was more of a monologue, really, but you are such a good listener. I just need to ask you something. Please don’t think I am crazy. Have inanimate objects ever spoken to you?”
Since lately I had been having conversations with photographs on a regular basis, I could honestly answer, “Yes, Vera, as a matter of fact, it happens to me, too.”